Seems like I've seen a bumper sticker with something like that on it.
I mentioned here a few days ago that I have never understood the farmer mentality about animals. I suppose it's a mental adaptation to keep from tearing your soul out with guilt, but it's something I could never understand about my mother or about my grandfather.
In fact, I'm told my first sentence was when I came in to tell my mother that a buyer had come to take away one of my grandfather's calves. It was a heifer, so it was going to be raised on some small farm as a milk cow, but I was still scandalized that my grandfather would let someone take Bossy's calf away from her.
On the other hand, have you seen the picture of the line of barn cats waiting in a row to have the farmer squirt milk at them as he milked his cow? That was my grandfather, every evening.http://frames.barewalls.com/frames/b...d00577810c.jpg